Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

No wonder these people looked at him as if they had seen the savior.

Rong Mo took a deep breath and made a retreat gesture.

Seeing this, the remaining killers quickly sheathed their swords and retreated.

This time only Rong Mo himself was left.

Xiu Jin in the carriage was looking at him playfully...

"This matter... is just a misunderstanding. Please rest assured that the prince is fine. We will never see you again!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Rong Mo was about to grease his feet and run away!

hum!

boom! …

A corpse flew over Rong Mo's head and landed in front of him.

Rong Mo swallowed his saliva, glanced at the corpse, and paused slightly.

Did he see a totem on the corpse?And it looks familiar?

But now is obviously not the time to think about this, because there are bursts of murderous intent behind him.

Xiu Jin takes action!

Rong Mo stiffened and turned to face Xiu Jin.

Xiu Jin was seen holding a seven-foot long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword dragging towards the ground.

"..."

Does such a long sword allow him to run one meter first?

That means Xiu Jin is taller, otherwise he would really not be as tall as Jian.

Rong Mo quickly shook off these useless thoughts and said with a flattering smile: "Ahem, no offense intended."

Xiu Jin sneered and stared at Rong Mo: "This seems to have nothing to do with this king wanting to kill you."

Hearing this, Rong Mo was unbalanced: "No, wait, when they killed you just now, why didn't you fight? You took action as soon as I came, why?"

Xiu Jin paused when asked, and his eyes became cold: "I don't know, but I just saw that you were inexplicably irritable."

"???" What the hell is this?

Seeing Xiu Jin approaching, Rong Mo quickly stopped him: "I didn't bring a sword today. Even if the prince wins, he won't win with force."

As soon as Rong Mo finished speaking, Yan Qi behind him sneered, threw his sword at him, and said sarcastically:

"If you want a sword, there are plenty of them here!"

It’s obvious to you, right?This damn kid, why didn’t you slap him to death just now!

Rong Mo's eyes were condensed, and his teeth were itching with anger. He raised his hand and shook it in the air: "Go away! I never use scrap metal."

"click"

The flying sword was shattered by his internal force.

Yan Qi looked at this scene in disbelief, Blood Rakshasa, so strong!

They had only seen the momentum at that moment before from the prince!

It turned out that it was true that he was not going to be killed. If he had used all his strength, he would have been lying on the ground.

Yan Qihou was so scared that she broke into a cold sweat.

Xiu Jin's eyes flashed slightly and gradually became fanatical, and she raised the corners of her lips eagerly.

Rong Mo stood in front of the horse and looked at each other with Xiu Jin. After a moment, he lowered his eyes slightly.

A strange emotion flashed through Xiu Jin's heart.

Did he suddenly not want to fight?Those eyes clearly didn't look real, but they moved him inexplicably...

The two sides looked at each other like this for a long time, until Xiu Jin held the sword in his hand and threw it back. The sword buzzed and was inserted into the scabbard.

"the term?"

Rong Mo raised his eyes and asked doubtfully: "What?"

"During the due date of the battle, I will have a fight with you."

"..."

Still thinking it was something, Rong Mo breathed a sigh of relief, this level was over.

"Two months later, on the outskirts of the imperial city, Wuwang Pavilion"

After saying that, he turned around and left, and then Xiu Jin's slightly joking voice behind him almost made him fall over.

"Okay, if you make a mistake, I will fight you until death."

It wouldn't stop and even bit it very hard.

Seeing the figure staggering slightly, the smile in Xiu Jin's eyes became even greater.

Rong Moyue got on his horse and sneered in his vest: Beat your sister!Damn it, I made you fall in love with me in just two months!

He hummed softly, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, bringing up puffs of dust.

After Rong Mo left, Yan Qicai stood up unsteadily: "Your Majesty..."

Xiu Jin glanced at the injured Yan Qi: "He didn't want to kill you."

"I understand..." Yan Qi lowered his head, his voice a little muffled.

Blood Rakshasa's voice sounded young, about the same as him. The difference between being killed instantly made his heart break...

Xiu Jin has already sat back in the carriage.

Yan Si sighed softly: "There are people outside the world, so why are you so hard on yourself? Look at me, my lord, isn't it better than you if I am not as big as you?"

Yan Qi's face turned darker: "Thank you for comforting me."

A personal swordsman, if someone slaps his sword into pieces, what's the difference between giving him a slap in the face!

The sword is dignity!His dignity has been trampled on!

The prince didn't even crush his sword!He also said that his sword was made of scrap metal.

Oh oh oh!

Yan Si really didn't know how to comfort people, so he could only pat Yan Qi on the shoulder: "Hey, turn your grief into strength, brother, and try not to crush your sword next time."

"..."

woo woo woo woo! ! !

…………

Imperial City Miaoyin Tower

Rong Mo returned to his bedroom again through the secret passage, and the first thing he did was to call Wutong.

"What are your orders, Master?"

Rong Mo picked up the tea cup and drank it boldly, running wildly along the way, his chest felt like a fire was burning.

Wutong looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. The young master seemed to have become different?

Rong Mo calmed down a lot: "Go and call the person who received the order to kill King Chen today!"

"Yes"

Wutong stepped back in response, and after a while, the dozen or so people who had escaped before were brought over.

Rong Mo had already put on his bamboo hat and sat at the front seat. He looked at the dozen or so people in front of him.

These people all have one characteristic, their eyes are numb and empty, which is caused by performing assassination missions all year round.

Rong Mo crossed his long legs, leaned on the seat, and raised his fingers to several people.

"You guys, take off your shirts."

This group of trained dead soldiers were all very obedient. After hearing this, they took off their shirts without any hesitation and stood shirtless in front of Rong Mo.

Most of the killers' bodies were covered in scars. Rong Mo glanced at their scarred bodies and said, "Turn around."

As several people turned around, a totem the size of a thumb cap was imprinted on their back shoulders.

The totem looks small, but it is extremely clear, and each stroke is extremely meticulous. It is obvious that the person who carved it was filled with piety and awe...

Rong Mo frowned, why is this like a cult?

He waved his hand: "Okay, let's go down."

There was the sound of people getting dressed in the room, and they all left as Rong Mo instructed.

Rong Mo put the bamboo hat on the table and untied his clothes.

Bai Tuanzi turned around suddenly.

Look no further...

"Turn around, look at my back!"

Rong Mo twisted Bai Tuanzi away, and Bai Tuanzi jumped quickly to show that he understood.

As the robe receded, the smooth back was exposed. As an elder of the Ange, the medicine Nanyin used was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary killers.

So even if he killed countless people, he didn't leave any scars on his back, and even the texture was just right, not as bulky as a martial artist at all, but without losing the sense of strength...

The white dumpling looked up and down Rong Mo's back, watching it change from white dumpling to pink dumpling.

Rong Mo urged impatiently: "Hurry up, haven't you seen it yet?"

"Not yet, host, how about you pull it down?"

"..."

Rong Mo frowned and turned around, his handsome face full of displeasure: "You are the best, what you are looking at is the totem..."

Bai Tuanzi was eager to prove to himself: "I really don't look away and keep looking!"

Rong Mo glanced at him and retreated further, this time directly to his waist, revealing his slender waist.

Baituanzi sniffed. It shouldn't have any nosebleeds, right?

His eyes quickly glanced around Rong Mo's waist, and finally landed on a dark red totem.

There is a big difference between the totems of those killers. The totems on Rong Mo's body are more delicate. Although they are dark red, you can see that the colors are layered.

There are a few places that are bright red, and paired with Rong Mo's white and translucent skin, the totem looks extremely enchanting.

"Big brother, I saw it! It's similar to their totems, but yours is a little bigger than theirs, and it's much more complicated!"

Rong Mo put on his clothes neatly after hearing this.

“Check this totem”

Bai Tuanzi has already taken out the virtual panel and is operating it. It is floating in the air and comparing lines at a glance.

"Big! This is the totem of Xuan Kingdom! The totems of the killers mostly come from the northern tribe of Xuan Kingdom, and the one on your body..."

Bai Tuanzi's eyes widened in disbelief: "What you are wearing comes from the royal family of Xuan Kingdom!"

"As expected..."

Rong Mo lowered his eyes and sighed with a headache.

Judging from Xiu Siyuan's attitude towards him, he was not treating an ordinary killer at all. Even if he deliberately treated him as an equal, the man dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

Bai Tuanzi floated over gloatingly, and Rong Mo looked at it inexplicably.

Rong Mo Hanhan asked: "Why do you smile so evilly?"

He could clearly see the funny expression on Bai Tuanzi's face: "Da Da~ What you have on you is the slave mark of the Daxuan royal family. It is mostly used for the royal children who have failed to seize the right to inherit the throne!"

"Crack!"

Rong Mo couldn't help but crush the tea cup in his hand. He didn't expect his original life experience to be so tortuous.

He held his forehead and said: "Check, Daxuan had the ability to seize the prince, but suddenly died or disappeared."

"Okay~ Host is big"

The white dumplings floated happily.

Rong Mo caught a glimpse of the excited little group. Is it so interesting for this little thing to see him being unlucky?

"Dad, two of the dead are the eighth prince and the sixth prince. There is only one missing prince, who is also the previous crown prince of the Xuan Kingdom, the eldest son of the late Queen, and the eldest son of the Xuan Kingdom. In recent years, the fourth prince has become more powerful. The eldest prince had no intention of taking the throne and voluntarily abdicated in favor of someone worthy of his throne. Later, it was said that he traveled around the world..."

The time was just right, and the Blood Rakshasa had only become famous in the world in recent years, but what Bai Tuanzi said was not in the original memory.

"Damn, you can't be so bloody, right?"

"Gah?"

Bai Tuanzi looked at Rong Mo in confusion. Isn't it normal for this kind of thing to happen in the emperor's family?

Rong Mo frowned, although he didn't want to think about it, but...

"Isn't it possible that the memory of the original person was manipulated? He abdicated the throne in favor of a worthy person and was still marked as a slave? Do you believe this? He retained his martial arts skills but was confined to a brothel and had to work hard for the fourth prince. Do you think this is normal?"

This is a great insult to a legitimate prince, not to mention that this legitimate prince has also been in the position of prince!

"Grass"

It's no wonder that Xiu Siyuan thinks he is dirty. A defeated prince ends up in a brothel. Even if he is clean, who would believe him?

Alas, the original person had only force but no strategy. In the end, he was defeated and not only was he secretly humiliated, but he also voluntarily became someone else's sword. This fourth prince of Daxuan Kingdom was really good at calculating.

Rong Moqi's brain ached a little, this underhanded method really disgusted him!

It seemed that he wanted to take revenge not only on Xiu Siyuan, but also on the fourth prince of Daxuan.

There are probably countless pairs of eyes staring at him in this dark pavilion... Dongling is definitely one of them. He really did not make a wrong move in this move.

As for whether he was worried that Xiu Siyuan would secretly inform the fourth prince, the answer was of course no. The fourth prince was an enemy prince no matter what, and he wished that the enemy's family would be as chaotic as possible.

Rong Mo sneered in his heart. Fortunately, he had never trusted this person in An Ge. Now that the situation was clear, it was time for him to turn around and become a chess player.